Sam and I went to donate blood today. As a non-British citizen, I wasn’t sure if I’d be allowed to donate blood in the UK but was pleased to find out that I could. The funny part though, was when the nurse said to me really really slowly “as long as you can speak English and understand the consent form”, only to be surprised when I replied in fluent English.
This just reminds me of when Sam and I travelled in China. Everyone——from shop keepers to taxi drivers–all presumed that I was a foreigner and didn’t understand Chinese. I was born, raised and educated in China, speak very standard mandarin (as my family members are from different regions and speak mandarin to each other instead of one regional dialect) and always got the highest marks in Chinese exams at school.
Always seen as the foreigner: in the UK the foreigner who cannot speak English, and in China the foreigner who cannot speak Chinese. The ultimate outsider it is. Doomed to be…
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